Luyện nghe bài hát Enchanted

[J.
Yea, is where the
yea, this is the fathers aint living
at least not us
might see em round the and won't even say wassup
n-ggas play tough, wont even smile in mirrors
and we learn to f-ck off trial and error
just a small time n-gga, big city
to the TV, Jigga, Diddy, Russell
these were our heroes, strictly for them
for Robert Deniro, n-ggas reload on them kilo's
dodgin people,
mad at myself cause I done some things that I'd rather not tell
smole crack and her boyfriend too
sometimes he touch her daughter them boyfriends do
up to the club where the boys went too
see that yellow tape and the in blue
a n-gga on a strecther and though i met ya
Im thinking God Bless ya, they try and get ya
man, don't let the get ya
f-ck the horoscopes, know the lke a wrestler
if them bullets wet ya bet ya momma a tissue
your face on the front of our saying we miss ya
(we ya)

with me,
Run quick see, what do we have
Now, do you ride or die
La dadada, la la la la

with me,
Run see, what do we have here
Now, do you ride or die
La dadada, la la la la

yea, see God
I know you do whats best for me
but is it if we negotiate my destiny
always tellin' me it's temporary
than why its like a cemetary
my aint got no obituaries
my city hurting and none of us were equiped
you heard me say I was
i probably tears
I'm to get clear
I'm tryna quit
who wrote the here
these live there whole life just killing time
running the race no finish line
they noose us with they ropes
but Im tryna
I think my foolish might become my suicide
but I aint tryna go, no
and through these lines and quotes you find some hope
cause I dying
my words last forever,
you can the treasure
look inside you can see a in my mind
Im tired of seeing dope fiends, wiping they nose
is my neighbourhood just a screen
I Im in the (?) I see lo green
sons raised by bo but there's no kings
(no kings, no kings)

[J. Cole
Come me,
Run quick see, what do we have
Now, do you wanna or die
La dadada, la la la la

Come me,
Run quick see, what do we have
Now, do you ride or die
La dadada, la la la la

[J. Verse 3]
It seems like n-ggas either ya or they try and kill ya
I face the sky and hope to God aint unfamiliar
you play whatever cards he deal no matter how
they tell me that its will, I'm asking God will ya
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iller a n-gga from artist pain, momma smoking cocaine as it out
am I to blame, try to stay sane so I came
where they rock with them out
to clear my mind at the same time they that boys brains out
but will it change, its like n-ggas is free but our still in the chains
brothers killing eachother, the blood spill its a
it ever slow up
alot of n-ggas getting but they never grow up
and do they son's they fathers did and never show up
don't even cry about it, just episode of life
watch the season n-gga no
the devil buying soul's no refunds
man, don't let the get ya
f-ck the horoscopes know the ropes a wrestler
if them bullets wet ya bet ya momma a tissue
your face on the of our shirts screaming we miss ya
another day, another song, a prays
gone
but still we play like aint nothing
like aint wrong
cause aint nothing
Im not as fast, I'm not as
but before I
I gotta
I ball
I ball
I gotta ball